“Don’t We Touch Each Other Just To Prove We Are Still Here?”

A doubt arousal

I will tell you it's not me

I am a product of virtues and vacancies

The next decision I take

Isn't mine at all

It is manipulated and churned

Ask me a technical term

I will define gaslighting

While defining gaslighting

If I add few irrelevant facts

Forgive me

I already am manipulated

my next few decisions

Aren't within my control

You have me saying it

But I am trained to say so

You have me telling truth

But I am schooled to say so

You have me telling lies

But I was prepared to sell those

If your guts gave you courage

I want you to believe me

When I say believe me

If you doubt yourself right now

Do it

Wear off yourself

Do it

descrate yourself

Do it

Cleave the thoughts you holding

Do it (yourself)

Severely impotent right?

wait I know it's not you

And now you know it's not me

It as it is defined

Is gaslighting

It ain't red lettered alright ?

This definitely is narcissism.

NARCISSISM IS A RACE

i wish i knew you when i was young

“wish i knew you” the revivalists // word of honor/山河令 , 天涯客/ faraway wanderers // “it’s a miracle we ever met” hallie bateman // “the great believers” rebecca m // @poeticsuggestions // “tim i wish you were born a girl” montreal // @dogmotifs // “come under the covers” walk the moon

“This is the house that built me and I’m gonna burn it down. This is the river I crawled from and I refuse to drown here. And bless the strippers but fuck the men. And bless the berries but fuck the farm. And bless the daughter but fuck the family. What is a home if not the first place you learn to run from? You’ve got to bite the hand that starves you, and in doing so Praise the place that birthed you. Birthed you fucked up. Birthed you ugly, and interesting, and ready to scream.”

— Courtney Love Prays To Oregon, Clementine von Radics

Something Wicked / “Innocence”, William-Adolphe Bouguereau

“My realities may be different from what most people call reality, but still they are realities.”

— Etty Hillesum (1914-1943), in a letter to Osias Kormann, from a Westerbork concentration camp, 1943, in “An Interrupted Life: Diaries and Letters 1941-43. And Letters from Westerbork″

Sophocles’ ELECTRA, in translation by:

George Theodoridis

Ian Johnston

R. C. Jebb

Anne Carson

summertime - my chemical romance / texas rezkinoff - mitski / my boy (twin fantasy) - car seat headrest / a world alone - lorde / the goldfinch - donna tartt / fast car - tracy chapman / once more to see you - mitski / the predatory wasp of the palisades is out to get us - sufjan stevens / wish you were here - pink floyd

on running away, on waiting, on escaping. on love.

sleepy girls club™

bite the hand - boy genius // seeing red - @/its_not_safe_here on instagram // cop car - mitski // i know the end - phoebe bridgers // unknown // wishbone - richard siken // sylvia plath // gleipner - walter ford // cursedsuggestion